[...Two minutes before Thros and Bonid were encountered…]
In the deepest section of the old mines, an eroding base barely stood on its last legs. Wooden beams held up a decrepit shack, where a man sat with his legs dangling above the ground.
The bounty hunter stood there, whistling to announce his presence with some flair, "Howdy there, Cassius."
A lack of surprise came from the dark-haired man that sat on the wooden ledge fixated on the cavern wall, "Ah, a bounty hunter. Took longer than I expected for the Guild to send someone here."
Billy laughed with a playful shrug, "Sounds like you were expecting me. I guess a violent criminal like you gets bored cooped up in a place like this—been itchin' for a fight, I bet."
With a tired groan, the pale man sat up while the dusty cloak rustled over the bloodstained, sable armor beneath, "Is that what you think I am?"
